None Of Your Business

Donґt tell me what you want from me This is my turn now Iґm talking
Iґd like to stuff your mouth and ears
Turn off the lights so you donґt see
I canґt buy nothing with apologies
The true lies are rolling faster
Avalanche emergency
Your greed is my disaster
But you canґt bring me down
Itґs none of your business
What I do You should not even care
About my daily mood
Itґs not your problem
When Iґm sad
I would be really pleased
If youґd handle me like I was dead
Whatґs so precious on this shit you praise
Making up those boring stories
You donґs care if itґs true anyway
Tomorrow someone else is haunted
Now you got me, you shot me Your money is drained in my wounds
You got me, you shot me for money